The Fading AnchorMy grip… it’s loosening. Not on something physical, not on the cold metal of the floor I can barely feel anymore. It’s on me. On the edges of what I know is Tony. The colors are wrong. My hand, when I try to clench it in front of my face, flickers like a faulty lightbulb. Red bleeds into the blue of the wall, the sharp corners of the table soften and then sharpen again, but in the wrong place. It feels like being underwater, but the water is angry, thrashing me around, pulling me down into a deeper, darker place.No… I can’t… hold on… The thought is a desperate clawing, a silent scream against the dissolving edges of my being. What am I holding onto? Maria’s laugh? The feel of the sun on my face that one day by the lake? They feel distant, like echoes in a vast, empty hall. They should be anchors, solid and true, but they’re becoming wisps of smoke, threatening to disappear altogether.A whisper brushes the edge of my awareness, so faint I almost miss it amids

Darren's AwakeningA shake went through me, not from being cold, but from something deep inside, like the ground moving in my head. It was like a wall broke, and a rush of pictures, sharp and scary, filled my mind. White rooms with nothing in them. Shiny metal tools. Faces that didn't show any feelings, just watching. Overseers. The word sounded again in the new parts of my memory that had just woken up. Feel your muscles work hard."It was me…" The words barely came out of my throat, rough and sound strange even to me. "All this time… the things I remember… they really happened." My hands squeezed tight, and I could almost feel chains digging into my wrists, even though they weren't there. It wasn't just a feeling; it was something I remembered. Something awful.Kane and Elias were standing in front of me. Their faces looked worried. They had been trying to help me remember things, to get through the confusion in my head. Now, the confusion was gone, and everything was cl

The Rewriting BeginsMy breath was short. The shiny building across the street felt wrong. I looked hard, a cold knot in my stomach. The bright picture Kane made on the wall was gone. Now there was a plain, creepy shape.Need to be strong. My muscles hurt, but it felt a little real."The street… not… different…" I said quietly. The air felt still and wrong. The buildings looked a little off, the signs making weird shadows.A quick thought of Kane and me here, laughing about her drawing. Her smart face… it felt far away. Did that happen here? Or was my brain playing tricks?More. Focus, Tony, focus. The metal hurt, but it felt real.I tried to remember talking to Kane about the bad things coming, the quiet talks about a power that could change everything. But the words were mixed up. Her voice sounded strange."Did I say that? Or… someone else?" The question stayed in my head, making the bad feeling worse. The outside and my memories felt wrong.I felt dizzy. I leaned on the

The Glitch in the MemoryMy fingers moved fast on the screen. The broken data from the Overseers jumped and changed. Kane looked closely, her face showing she was thinking hard. “If they were scared,” she asked quietly, “why did they want to control Tony so much?”Elias touched a black, shiny piece they found. His small machine showed strange power inside it. “Maybe,” he said slowly, “control was how they protected themselves. Maybe it was a way to use what they didn’t understand as a weapon.”Darren, still looking white and shaky, moved restlessly. He didn’t want to think about the things put in his mind, but we needed answers. Now, his eyes moved around the room like he could still hear bad things. “There was a name…” he whispered, his voice soft. “I think I heard… something about a ‘Conduit’…”Conduit. The word stayed in the quiet room. It felt important and dangerous. Kane and Elias looked at each other, knowing this could be something big. My own mind raced. Was I t

The Unseen WatcherKane walked back and forth in the room we were using as a lab. Her boots made soft sounds on the floor. The air felt heavy like we hadn't done anything right. Tony… I still saw his fading eyes. What had that thing done to him? Was he still… Tony?Elias played with his machines, looking annoyed. “It’s like we’re fighting a ghost, Kane,” he said quietly. “A power that doesn’t follow any rules we know. The Overseers… they were just toys, weren’t they?”That thought made me cold. Toys. And we were so focused on them, we didn’t see the real person in charge.I suddenly felt cold, even though the room was warm. It wasn’t just cold; it was… something else. A feeling. Like when you know someone is behind you, even if you can’t see them.“It’s not just the system,” I said slowly, looking around the room. Nothing looked wrong. The machines hummed softly, the lights made long shadows. But… “I feel like… someone is watching us.”Elias stopped what he was doing and l